What Are You Doing For The End Of the World?

[Uncle Spellbinder]

December 21st. The "end of the world" according to some interpretations of the Mayan calendar.

The weather forecast for Friday the 21st doesn't look good. I think I'll get my party on Thursday.

[ibjsb4]

Yes Dec 21, I completely forgot

[odiseo77]

I probably should buy an umbrella

[KiwiNZ]

What I do every day try to take over the World.

If the Mayans are right I will drive to our best beach, take some good wine and a blanket, eat a nice lunch then sit down put my head between my legs and kiss my butt goodbye.

[Primefalcon]

quote from the wikipedia: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mayan_calendar#Long_Count

Misinterpretation of the Mesoamerican Long Count calendar is the basis for a popular belief that a cataclysm will take place on December 21, 2012. December 21, 2012 is simply the day that the calendar will go to the next b'ak'tun, at Long Count 13.0.0.0.0. The date on which the calendar will go to the next piktun (a complete series of 20 b'ak'tuns), at Long Count 1.0.0.0.0.0, will be on October 13, 4772.

[KiwiNZ]

quote from the wikipedia: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mayan_calendar#Long_Count

I am not waiting around until October 13 4772, I am busy that day

[mips]

I probably should buy an umbrella

That's not gonna help, you need a towel for events like these.

A towel, it says, is about the most massively useful thing an interstellar hitchhiker can have. Partly it has great practical value. You can wrap it around you for warmth as you bound across the cold moons of Jaglan Beta; you can lie on it on the brilliant marble-sanded beaches of Santraginus V, inhaling the heady sea vapours; you can sleep under it beneath the stars which shine so redly on the desert world of Kakrafoon; use it to sail a miniraft down the slow heavy River Moth; wet it for use in hand-to-hand-combat; wrap it round your head to ward off noxious fumes or avoid the gaze of the Ravenous Bugblatter Beast of Traal (such a mind-bogglingly stupid animal, it assumes that if you can't see it, it can't see you); you can wave your towel in emergencies as a distress signal, and of course dry yourself off with it if it still seems to be clean enough.
More importantly, a towel has immense psychological value. For some reason, if a strag (strag: non-hitch hiker) discovers that a hitchhiker has his towel with him, he will automatically assume that he is also in possession of a toothbrush, face flannel, soap, tin of biscuits, flask, compass, map, ball of string, gnat spray, wet weather gear, space suit etc., etc. Furthermore, the strag will then happily lend the hitch hiker any of these or a dozen other items that the hitch hiker might accidentally have "lost." What the strag will think is that any man who can hitch the length and breadth of the galaxy, rough it, slum it, struggle against terrible odds, win through, and still knows where his towel is, is clearly a man to be reckoned with.
Hence a phrase that has passed into hitchhiking slang, as in "Hey, you sass that hoopy Ford Prefect? There's a frood who really knows where his towel is." (Sass: know, be aware of, meet, have sex with; hoopy: really together guy; frood: really amazingly together guy.)

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[superdaveozzborn]

that weather forecast is jut wrong man, . ya just wrong.